Page 92 of Dark Souls

He did what I demanded with a brief hesitation. His head snapped to the side as I grabbed a handful of his black hair and yanked aggressively, causing him to gasp. I leaned forward just as Ilaria looked my way, and our eyes locked. I bared my fangs before plunging them into his pulsing artery and started to drink. Ilaria’s dark lips parted and her red eyes blazed with arousal as she watched me gulp the man’s blood before I ripped myself away from him. He slumped, leaning one arm over my thigh in a state of unconscious bliss as I sat back and relaxed, feeling slightly more in control already.

“Stay there,” I commanded him as Ilaria licked her lips from the other side of the room before her eyes moved back to the man she was talking to. “I’m going to need you again.” I slapped the side of his face twice to wake him up. “Tonight is going to be a long fucking night for the both of us.”

Oh my… Why was he so damn sexy? Watching Luka drink from that man had my pulse racing and body heating with so much intensity. I lifted my hand to my forehead and felt beads of sweat underneath the bangs of my wig. Fuck, I was overheating. The asshole was so sinfully hot he was physically making me melt.

“So you’re a dominatrix for humans, huh? You must be in your element here, then?” the fae in front of me continued to waffle on as my eyes darted back over to Luka slouching in his leather chair, looking like the King of Sin. Blood dripped down his chin and bare chest, highlighting the definition of his pecs and abs beneath all that black ink as his eyes burned into me. All the while, that human sat between his legs.

“Uh, yeah. Just another day in the office,” I replied sarcastically, forcing myself to keep my attention on the real reason I was here. To gain information. Unfortunately, this fae seemed determined to keep the conversation about me. He laughed, his orange eyes shimmering.

“Well, I can’t say that I have ever tried it. I’m not really the submissive type but I am willing to give anything a go.”

“Sorry, I only work with humans or other vampires.”

“Bit discriminative.” He frowned, annoyed I’d given him the brush off.

“I have particular tastes.” I smiled, showing my fangs.

“Fae bleed too, you know.”

“You taste like magic. Sour. It’s off-putting.”

“Say it how it is, why don’t you?” he scoffed, leaning against the bar.

“How long have you been a member ofThe Underground?” I asked, staring into his eyes.

‘12 years.’He thought.“Abrupt change of topic. Look, if you’re not interested in fucking me, I’m not wasting my time.”

“Not interested.”

He groaned, grabbing his drink from the bar and walking away. Well, that was a waste of time.

“Oh my goddess, Tamara!”

I spun around and my red eyes widened when Sammi raced up to me, flinging her arms around my neck and hugging me inappropriately.Ah shit. How was I going to explain this?

“Not Tamara,” I answered as she released me abruptly and stared at my face with confusion. “My name is Raven. I’m… Tamara’s twin sister.”

“Oh! Sorry. I met your sister last week, and you look just like her. Except for the eyes and bangs. Sorry for diving at you. How is she? I was a little worried when she never came back after going to see The Dealer.” She peered over her shoulder at Luka across the room.

“She’s fine. The Dealer gave her a verbal warning about causing a scene, but it was clear what happened wasn’t her fault. She’s laying low for a while, though.”

She nodded. “She never told me she had a twin.”

“What a bitch.” I shook my head. Sammi laughed.

“Well, you look awesome. Are you here alone?”

“Yeah. Tamara and I were supposed to come together, but you know.”

“Want to hang out with me and Daddy?”

“Daddy?” I questioned, and then I noticed the man she was pointing to across the room. He was clearly a much older wolf with peppered hair and beard but he was still very attractive wearing a designer suit and smoking a cigar. So that was her sugar daddy. Didn’t she say he was extremely wealthy and one of the VIPs at this club? Maybe he’d know a lot more than the average member.

“Yeah. Come on. I’ll introduce you.” She grabbed my wrist and tugged me after her as we weaved between the bodies until we made it to the white leather corner sofa on the other side of the room.

“Daddy?” Sammi plonked herself on the wolf’s lap with a beaming smile. “This is my friend, Raven.”

His dark eyes drank me in as he took a slow puff of his cigar and smiled, showing perfect white teeth. “Hello, Raven.”

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